After helping my mom clean up, I went back home. Seeing how pale her lips were day by day, my heart was filled with guilt.
Once I got home, I didn't bother making dinner. I just left a single light on and sat on the couch, waiting for Jayden to return.
"Babe, I'm home! Why didn't you cook today? I'm starving!" he said, looking surprised.
He stared at me, confused.
I fixed my eyes on him. "Jayden, is there something you've been hiding from me?"
His expression immediately changed. "Oh, come on, babe. What could I possibly be hiding from you?"
Trying to keep calm, he confessed, "I'm sorry. I was driving too fast and hit your mom. It wasn't on purpose, I swear."
I let out a laugh. "Not on purpose? How could someone even say that?"
In that moment, I felt completely let down by the man I'd loved for fifteen years.
From the moment he saw me in college, he swore he'd win me over.
Soon enough, I gave in to his gentle pursuit, and we quickly fell in love.
After graduation, we got married and became the perfect example of a model couple among our classmates.
"I'm going to the hospital to be with my mom. You can handle dinner yourself tonight."
With that, I walked out the door.
The rain tonight was as heavy as the day my mom was hit. How could I have been so deceived by his perfect gentleman act?
Standing in the rain, I cried, unable to tell if it was my tears or the rain running down my face.
Suddenly, a flash of headlights came toward me.
I quickly stepped aside, but the splashing rain soaked me.
Isn't that Jayden's car? I'd just stepped outside, and he couldn't wait to go see Jane?
I pulled up the security feed on my phone. Sure enough, he had gone to see Jane.
He seemed to be in a great mood, even humming a tune. I just hope when the truth comes out, he'll still be this happy.
